Lyrics:
the blues and blacks
But the yellows gone from me
The yellows gone from me
You can wake up one morning
And there is no getting back
All the things you were
I feel alright
I keep drinkin' 'til I'm someone I don't recognize
I got wasted
It's a quick high, then a long low
And you call me tryna come home
But
the fuck y'all think
Niggas ain't got nuttin' on me
Everybody know that
Niggas run up on a V, everybody gon' clap
And if he ain't what he say
N everybody
me blind and nigga for devils intend
[Hook]
Now they say daylight come but me won't go home (I wanna go..I wanna go..wanna go)
Daylight come but me
where nothin' is clear
But thoughts of me, holdin' you, bringin' us near
And tell me
When will our eyes meet?
When can I touch you?
When will this strong
cheered when I got my time
Like yeah, one whole year I got in the grind
But get me losin' off your mind
Shawty, may I remind you that there ain't
split it
And get it good snatch it off Wall Street
Take it home and get it hood
I wish a nigga would, but a nigga can’t
Tell me I ain’t the boss
I’m fully
Most of it small, but some still constantly haunt me (nightmares)
Like how my mom showed me things that my pops shoulda taught me
Trappin' to cop
'cause time will tell
Got a date with destiny
She's more than a girl
Don't much good come from me, but my music
Is a gift given from God so I'ma use it
I
don't notice me
You was a platinum artist 'til the complex got into ya
But I spread new rap styles like prostitutes spread chlamydia
Grammy nominee,
purse and shit
Ain't I the worst, man
BAF's back, y'all some asthmatic asshats
Got a Mayan bitch from 2012, bumpin' Trap Back
Poisonous, we hazmat, stack
plans witnessed a man die
Was only fifteen, should've been a beauty queen, still
See her crying by the caskets when her parents got killed
Little girl,
at this though
Fee-fi-fo-fum how the world go
Finna hate on me but now your girl on my beanstalk
Pipe dream, but we make it happen fast you know we
Made it
couldn't stay sober
Watch me melt in the sofa
Got deep in the cracks like roach
And Derrice learn to rap like goats
Just a pastime, spoke from the heart
they tried to stop me,
I'm dark inside I will light up your clart,
Boys come like Kevin cause they ain't got no Heart,
Home alone too I been looking for
fake
I’m not a Rolly with a tick tock
Atlanta repper in the home of the Yankee
Rose wood suit on with the hanky
I got rich from the zones of the stanky
we'll never be the same
Trynna move on from my trauma I can't talk about it (what)
Still got demons talking to me I can't walk with out em (what)
Bro just
never leave me alone
Tell em holla at ya boy and cause I'll be comin home
I'll be coming home
My homie called me like what up man
Not from Florida
long days in the sun
Cause that'd be awesome
But I got offered cases last August
So anything on top of that, well it just makes me pissed off
Cause I've
to the edge
And that there put a hole in my chest
And then they tell you home's where the heart is
But I got a hole where my heart is
Because I let a ho
from all communication, our closure was next to none
That was just me being dumb
Deep down I wasn't either
But I'm so damn stubborn, my stupid pride had
graves
Let's bring 'em home safe
"the f.b.i. continues to look for those responsible
For placing six pipe bombs on, chemical tanks
In the norfolk,
got in the room and told her get naked
Told the Lunatics, told her how I reflect it
Lemme show you from the Show-Me, no talk fo sho respect it
off-white Lexus
Drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with
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